Different types of pastries are placed in order by price, ranging from one to five yuan to three yuan.
Smelling the fragrant aroma of various pastries, even Yu Changle, who had just finished his morning tea, couldn't help but want to buy two pieces to try.
Jiang Yu generously selected five kinds of pastries that he thought were the most delicious, and two packets of them came. The waiter quickly packed ten packets of pastries in large brown paper bags, weighing a full five or six kilograms.
When Yu Changle came back from the dazzling pastry area, Jiang Yu handed her the wrapped brown paper bag:
"These are the gold and silk souvenirs I picked for you to bring back. When you come to Yangcheng, you should always bring back some Yangcheng specialties."
In fact, Yu Changle had previously come up with the idea of bringing some souvenirs from Yangcheng back to Jinbo. Now Jiang Yu made arrangements directly, saving her the trouble of choosing.
Anyway, Lianxianglou’s pastries are not too outrageous and suit most people’s tastes, making them perfect for souvenirs.
Thinking of Meng Jiu'an who was still in Jinbo and eagerly looking forward to his return home, as well as Chang Xi, Aunt Li, Brother Bo and others, the pastries that had felt a little heavy just now began to worry that they were not enough.
But even if she was worried that she wouldn't have enough points, she couldn't bring more. There was still a big snakeskin bag waiting for her in the guest house.
After thanking Jiang Yu, Yu Changle insisted on paying the bill for the pastries himself, which cost seventeen yuan.
For Yu Changle, who is doing business, it is definitely not much. If it were an ordinary worker in Jinbo City, it might be a little unbearable.
But there is an endless stream of Yangcheng citizens coming to Lianxiang Building to buy pastries. This shows that there is still a big gap in the income levels of the people in Yangcheng and Jinbo City.
After buying the souvenirs, Jiang Yu sent Yu Changle back to the military area guest house, and the two stood outside the guest house door to say goodbye.
After getting along with her for the past few days, Jiang Yu's appreciation for Yu Changle has deepened. At first, he only thought she was a beautiful girl. Later, he found out that she was polite and generous in conversation and behavior, and he developed a good impression of her.
If he hadn't sent her back that night and met her husband "just in time", he wouldn't have fallen in love with Yu Changle now.
Jiang Yu, who was sitting on the tricycle, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw Yu Changle bidding farewell to him in high spirits.
While drinking morning tea, he pretended to chat casually about her family members, only to find out that they had just been married for half a year.
He couldn't help but wonder, why did he go there half a year ago? Why didn't he go to Jinbo City twice more? If he could have met Yu Changle earlier, would their current relationship be different?
It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world...
Jiang Yu smiled self-deprecatingly and waved to Yu Changle:
"Be safe on your way back and stay in touch!"
"Okay, see you next time!"
Some people are too good to be considered a couple, and you want to stay with them and be friends with them.
Yu Changle knew nothing about Jiang Yu's little thoughts. The focus of her attention was almost never on her personal love life. Otherwise, Meng Jiu'an would not have worked hard for so long before finally opening a gap and Her own passion was poured into her cup of herbal tea, which was hot on the outside and cold on the inside.
It wasn't until she returned to her room that she felt sleepy.
Since she got up at two in the morning, she has been like a top until now it is almost eleven o'clock. Taking advantage of the deep sleepiness, she relaxed and lay back on the bed, catching up on her sleep comfortably.
After a dreamless sleep, I was awakened by a knock at the door.
Yu Changle glanced at the clock and guessed that the stall owner had brought bell-bottom pants.
When I opened the door, I saw the same front desk staff member as yesterday:
"Hello, there is another person at the front desk looking for you."
The staff member was also a little puzzled. Why did a different man come to visit this young girl who had stayed here for two days every day? This would make her husband feel relieved?
Yu Changle followed the staff downstairs, and it turned out to be Cao Yongwang, the stall owner of Gao Di Street who agreed to pick up the goods for her.
As soon as she appeared at the top of the stairs, Cao Yongwang immediately greeted her warmly:
"Xiao Yu, I brought you bell-bottom pants. What do you like?"
"Okay, thank you, Boss Cao, for making a trip."
She took a pair of black bell-bottom pants from Cao Yongwang and looked at them carefully. The style was exactly what she wanted. The workmanship was good and the elasticity was good.
Yu Changle did not rush to say whether he wanted it or not, but looked at the big bag at Cao Yongwang's feet, which contained more than just this pair of bell-bottom pants.
She smiled and said: "Boss Cao, didn't you just take one pair of trousers to check the goods first? Why don't you just throw them into your hands if you are not satisfied with so many trousers?"
Cao Yongwang is such a smart person. He immediately understood that Yu Changle was trying to point him out. Don't act like raw rice or cooked rice. She would not bite the bullet and eat something she didn't like.
He quickly explained: "Don't worry, it can't be smashed. You can take a look first. If you can't see it, I'll take it back to the stall and sell it."
When Cao Yongwang went to pick up the goods, the clothing supervisor who knew him well told him that there were only the last fifty pairs of bell-bottom pants left in stock, and the rest had been ordered by traders from Shanghai.
As soon as he heard it, he knew that these bell-bottom pants were going to be popular!
Without saying a word, I just rolled up the remaining fifty pairs of bell-bottom pants!
Vendors from the Shanghai market almost never buy goods from the stalls in the morning market on Gaodi Street. They either wholesale at boutique shops with outlets, or go to clothing factories to choose high-end styles. Sometimes they form groups and place orders directly to the Yangcheng clothing factory. Just because the price quoted by the Yangcheng garment factory is ten percent lower than the local price in Shanghai.
Cao Yongwang couldn't help but be surprised that such a Shanghai merchant with a sharp eye and a keen eye for spending money actually fell in love with the same type of pants as a girl from Jinbo City, a small place.
Why do the clothes at his stall sell better than clothes at other stalls?
That's because when he buys goods, he will take the initiative to ask the clothing supervisors he knows well about what goods these Shanghai merchants have purchased, and he will make up for them accordingly. Facts have proved that these goods are indeed more attractive to customers than ordinary goods.
Relying on this little cleverness, he was successful in the morning market on Gaudi Street. People who often went to Gaudi Street to buy goods knew that his goods were good-looking and easy to sell.
When Yu Changle heard what he said, the unhappiness he felt just now about being chased away immediately disappeared. It was the first time for everyone to deal with each other, so it was better to discuss matters as they were, and it was not time to show mercy.
"Okay, I think these bell-bottom pants are of good quality, so I'll take five pairs each of black, blue, white, and brown."
Yu Changle had already thought about it. A light-colored top would look good with blue and white bell-bottoms, and a dark-colored top would look good with black and brown bell-bottoms. When he went back to the store, he would change into two outfits for the model in the window, and he was sure to have another one in the store. Overcrowded.
The front desk staff who had been watching the negotiation between the two couldn't help but be curious:
"These trousers have so many slits under them. How can they look good on them?"
